Unexpected Blessing

I tend to believe that the title of this entry is somewhat redundant—not completely so, but mostly so. My view is that blessings are surprise gifts from God, any ‘good work’ that I do is so meaningless compared to the ‘pit’ that my own choices and actions have landed me as to be insignificant (certainly not noteworthy enough to result in an attitude of entitlement on my part), so it is fully the grace of God—and those who are His instruments—by which I am blessed. Hence, any good thing is unexpected, and inherent in the word ‘blessing’ is the undeserved aspect of the beneficence. The BLUF (here more of a BLITM—‘Bottom Line In The Middle’ vice ‘Bottom Line Up Front’) is that I have been unexpectedly blessed by the San Juan Capistrano Seniors.

If you go to Sheryl’s Archived blogs (Thursday, March 30, "On Being Adopted"), you’ll learn how our family became connected with the San Juan Capistrano Seniors, and I want to thank them for the difference they have made to our family; for how meaningful it is for those of us serving in the Global War on Terror (GWOT) to know that folks back home support us; and that as difficult as it is to be away from our families, maintaining the ‘front lines’ of this war far beyond our borders is perhaps the most precious yet meaningful thing we can do in honoring our oath of service to the Constitution, our Country, and our Leaders.

Semper Fi, Jon G.